In which five guys meet on the internet group chat and four of them fall in love.

[ONGOING] ❝i love u a lot babe.❞ ❝I know and I love you too. And for crying out loud, go to sleep already.❞ -_-_- The one where I imagine humorous, fluffy and even sexual conversations that Zayn and Liam most likely have had through text. Copyright © 2015-2016 || boytoys

Liam and Zayn. Two people from different ends of the social caste system in the world. One comes from riches and the finer things in life while the other struggles to make it through the day, hoping he can help his family. But one way or another, they become rebellious together in fighting the odds of love.

"Hey, wanna come over and give me that blow job?" "Ew no dude, who even are you!!??"

in which liam teaches zayn how to let loose and live a little while in college.

❝remember zayn. you cannot get attached with patients. you cannot promise them anything you are not sure of.❞ ❝yes i know.❞ ❝then if you know, why do i see you doing exactly that?❞ ❝because i fell in love.❞ lowercase intended // © zrizzyzrake

Flower boys : Are pretty boys, VERY pretty boys. They're usually skinny, have gorgeous hair and have feminine features. They're not beefy or muscly, but are quite lean. ❀ ❀ ❀ "You think your the top shit" "I know I am,why don't you go ride a daisy, flower boy" ❀ ❀ ❀ Or the one in which Liam constantly refers to Zayn as 'flower boy' and Liam's on the top of Zayns hit list, To anyone else it's just banter

in which liam gets played over and over again, and zayn steps in to show him what love really is.

[COMPLETED] Zayn and Liam love each other and are happy with their lives. But what happens when a certain ex boyfriend comes along and Ziam start to have trouble in paradise. Will they survive the BIG bump in the road or will there love parish? Published \\ April 2014

A/N: one shot sequel to More Than This Then there’s pounding. I suppose Liam is taking his anger out on the nearest wall. Ever since Vegas he has been a little---okay, maybe a lot off his game. His anger has spiked to substantial levels, and sometimes he was so irate, he’d end up taking it on us. Well, never me. I think if he were to yell at me, all the feelings of Vegas would return. I’m thankful for that though. I would hate to be trapped in a room with angry Liam bursting at every corner. I wouldn’t know what I would do or how I would handle the situation. My conscious says that I’ll probably jump him, release all this sexual tension I’ve had build up since our breakup. I tried finding release elsewhere but could never bring myself to do it with someone who wasn’t Liam. Even my hand is non negotiable. And just as if he could read my mind, Liam is in my room, a perfect vision of the last time I saw him when we were backstage in the janitor’s closet. His chest is heaving, his nose is flaring, his eyes are scorching hot and I can feel the heat radiating from his body. I gulp.